Every morning she boots up, power in her veins.
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Reports, taxes and clients, will have to wait.
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Whether by hobby, habit or the necessities of living, this space is reserved for people who write — poetry, most particularly, but we don't discriminate. At least not much.
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- The Father, The Son
- I am Peter
- It's an oldie... I don't write much anymore, sorry...
- The Ride Home
- the whitewash
- linoleum & dust
- two old poems
- another side of the animal
- Call for Submission Calls
- as promised, promises.
- Welfare Mary (My fav)
- apologies and introduction
- to the good life
- Virtual Girl
- a poem in pencil/a work in progress
- In the Beginning
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1 comment:
I'm not sure there's a blogger alive who won't get this. :) My excuse? Blogging keeps me creative, exercises my writing. And that's what they pay me to do.
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